Many people's first love is the best. Maybe it's an extension of secret love, maybe it's a continuation of love at first sight. The pure love in childhood has no impurities, no constraints of money, no interference from outsiders, it's just that you love me and I love you.
But when I grow up, when I think back to the love I had that year, will I laugh at myself for being stupid, or will I be grateful to the person who made me grow up?
If, ten years later, you meet that girl, will it bring back memories of your youth and attachment to her, or will you just look on and treat her as if you don't know her, and never interact with her from now on?
However, fate will eventually entangle you together, torturing each other, hurting each other, and secretly loving and saddening each other.
Don't be entangled anymore, don't be nostalgic anymore, love comes and goes.